One warning, my love,
Don't fly too close to the sun.
Don't fall like Icarus,With wax and feathers
Fly over the sea, my sweet,
The higher you soar
The harder you fall
Don't leave me weeping
Take care, my Icarus
And fly below the sun.
Please heed me, love.
Don't let our tears and feathers fall
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